Chapter 1025
Xiang Wan took the clothes from the salesperson and stuffed them all into Feng Luo's arms.

I asked the saleswoman where the fitting room was, so she pointed in the direction of the fitting room domineeringly, and said to Feng Luo, "Go, try on clothes."

Feng Luo took a look at her, and really went with her clothes.

His back view looked pretty cute, Xiang Wan's phoenix eyes lit up with a faint smile, and he sat on the sofa, waiting for Feng Luo to come out after changing.

As a result, 3 minutes passed, and Feng Luo still hadn't come out.

Five minutes later, Xiang Wan stared in the direction of the fitting room, but there was no movement.

She didn't even get a change of clothes in 5 minutes. Xiang Wan didn't believe it. She got up, walked to the fitting room, and called out to the person inside: "Feng Luo?"

no answer.

"Feng Luo?" It's right under her nose, it's impossible to disappear, right?

Still no answer.

Xiang Wan decided that she would call "Feng Luo" again, but he still said nothing.

Then she would break into the men's fitting room regardless of her image.

"phoenix……"

Before the word Luo could be uttered, a hand stretched out from the curtain of the fitting room, hooked the slender waist of the girl outside without any mistake, and then hooked Xiang Wan in.

When Xiang Wan was hooked into the fitting room, she hadn't even realized it yet.

Her pair of phoenix eyes were wide open, she looked at the man who hooked her in——

Fengluo.

There was a little bit of embarrassment on his face, but Xiang Wan could see his embarrassment.

He was wearing a shirt now, but the two rows of buttons were unbuttoned, and his thin chest was just exposed in front of her. Xiang Wan glanced at her, and suddenly felt her ears warm, but she didn't take her eyes away.

She stared at the beautiful lines of his waist and abdomen, her eyes were almost fixed, and she asked in a calm tone: "What's wrong?"

Her eyes and her tone are two opposite states, and these two opposite states are fused together in her body, which is strangely consistent.

Feng Luo didn't make a sound, presumably he was an imposing god, he couldn't even wear a single piece of clothing well, it was really embarrassing.

Without saying a word, Xiang Wan also saw his predicament, it was nothing more than poor clothes, and it was nothing.

If it was an ordinary shirt, he should be able to wear it well.

But the shirt she fancy has a particularly unique design on the buttons.

She took a fancy to this dress because of the button design.

But she forgot that in this strange world, Feng Luo, who looked a bit "stupid", might not be able to wear this dress.

Xiang Wan pursed her lips and took a few steps forward. The distance between her and him was within fifty centimeters.

She stretched out her hand, grabbed his collar naturally, and smiled at him: "I'll do it."

She straightened his collar first, then moved her long and slender fingers down, pinching a small and delicate button between her index finger and thumb.

With her other hand, she was holding the hole on the other side, and she was about to stuff the button into the hole...

She was very close to him, and his shirt was not buttoned from top to bottom, which was equivalent to... the whole chest was in front of her eyes.

She gets closer...

Something dangerous might happen.

But she controlled the distance very well, she wouldn't bump into him, but her snort and lips breath, all sprayed on his chest.

The place sprayed by her breath was astonishingly hot, and with Feng Luo's breath, it gradually became unstable.

Xiang Wan, who was concentrating on studying how to fasten Feng Luo's buttons, did not notice Feng Luo's abnormality.

(End of this chapter)

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